Watch out for Fatty Daddy! He's been cruising up and down the driveway dressed up in wildly colored caftans, all showered up and his beard combed, going back and forth between his trailer in space #88 and Pearline and Earline's trailer in space #40. Don't go running him over. Fatty Daddy's kinda hard to miss in them animal and Hawaiian print caftans, carrying fistfuls of flowers.

Beulah 's boy Timmy is still constantly buzzing up and down the driveway on his bicycle, so don't go running him over neither. That rotten kid gets going way over the trailerpark speed limit of 5 MPH by riding between the speedbumps instead of over them, so he kinda tends to just appear out of nowheres. You've been warned.

If you do run over that rotten little asshole Timmy, particularly if you gots a good reason or two, like you have glaucoma and can't see good -- oops -- nobody's gonna hold that against you. In fact, it could rightly make you the trailerpark hero of the month.

Watch out for undercover cop cars going down to the duckpond, and not coming out. The cops is down there staking out our outdoor onshore meth lab for some reason. Normally they head to the lab around dusk, and they park in the weeds on the property next door. Then they head back out around sunup. One day last month, they headed out with BT. On a couple other occasions, they headed out with some folks from over at Buzzards Trailertopia. If you're careful, they won't be heading out with YOU.

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